A three-legged round tripod, up to a million miles.??

A height that mortals cannot imagine and cannot climb in their entire lives.

It is more majestic than any mountain in Puyang. The aura emitted is ancient, majestic and noble, just like the holiest human emperor who awakened from the ancient times returning to the world, staring at all the human races in Puyang with the gentlest and most kind eyes.

Such a huge cauldron stands steadily in Puyang, but surprisingly does not block the sunlight.

The sunlight shines down as usual, warm and warm, nourishing all things and conceiving all living beings. The golden sunlight wanders on the surface of the ancient and thick three-legged round tripod like flowing water, and coats the huge and magical large tripod with a layer of magnificent gold edge.

The big tripod stands steadily in Puyang. Whether it is the human race directly below the big tripod, the human race beside the big tripod, or the human race that is thousands of miles away from the big tripod, everyone can see the big tripod at a glance, no matter where they face, even if they are facing the big tripod with their backs facing the big tripod.

He stood in Puyang, but also in everyone's hearts.

The huge big cauldron, the unimaginable big cauldron, everyone, even the weakest mortal, could see all the details of the big cauldron at a glance. From top to bottom, from inside to outside, and even the dense inscriptions inside the big cauldron...

When the big tripod fell just now, there was no inscription inside the big tripod.

However, after the big tripod fell, the green light flashed in the big tripod, and countless ancient large seal script inscriptions with dragon heads and phoenix tails and fonts as lively as fish appeared. More than 90% of the mortals in Puyang were illiterate, let alone such ancient seal script that was only circulated among the top existences in the ancient times.

But the moment these inscriptions appeared, the mortal who "saw" the inscription of the big tripod directly understood the meaning of these inscriptions.

‘From the Pangu saint’s creation of the world, the saint’s body turned into the dragon clan, the saint’s soul turned into the phoenix clan, and the saint’s blood turned into the human clan…’

‘No strong scales, no sharp minions, the weak human race struggles to survive on the prehistoric land, hunted by beasts and birds during the day, and attacked by poisonous snakes and insects at night. The ancestors of the human race are sheltered by divine beasts and birds between heaven and earth, and live hard in the prehistoric land...’

‘The wise and powerful human tribes, who practice heaven and earth, ask all living beings, overcome all obstacles and work hard; open up people's wisdom and gather people's hearts, the weak human tribes are like gurgling news gathering into rivers, like millions of rivers gathering into rivers, and finally hundreds of rivers return to the sea...’

The surface of the cauldron is shining. As the inscriptions inside the cauldron appear one after another, magnificent, magical and magnificent scenes continue to appear from the creation of the world by the Pangu saint.

A huge axe split the heaven and earth, the clear air rises, the turbid air falls, the earth, water, fire and wind are in their own positions, countless chaotic demons attacked, and were killed by the axe. The demon spirit and blood fall into the boiling and raging earth, water, fire and wind, and the powerful human body and snake tail descend from the sky to create all things. The chaotic Pangu world suddenly becomes vibrant and magical.

Countless human races exclaimed at the same time. At this moment, the Wa Spirit, which was hidden outside the world and rarely known to the human race, was officially known to hundreds of millions of human races. Countless mortals finally knew that when Pangu saints opened up the world, the Wa Spirit used supreme means of creation to protect the entire Pangu world.

Pangu fell, and three tribes emerged together. The dragon tribe traveled between the sky and the sea, the phoenix tribe lived on the divine trees, and the human tribe struggled on the vast land. Countless small human tribes were sheltered under the powerful and powerful divine beasts and birds, and regarded them as totems and drove them for generations.

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One by one, one by one, the ancestors of the human race struggled to survive from the prehistoric times. Generations of sages strengthened human power, opened up human intelligence, and made the race gradually become stronger and stronger. Finally, the matter of forming a human tribal alliance was performed on the big tripod in detail.

Countless human races who saw the scene on the cauldron cheered. They looked at the strangers on the scene, but at first glance they understood their identities. They called out their names with great pride and joy.

The first emperor, Fuxi, the Holy Emperor, enlightened the people's wisdom and derived witchcraft, and was the source of the human race's strength.

Drill wood to make fire, the Holy Emperor, devour insects and beasts, destroy evil birds, and expand the territory for the human race.

Taste all the herbs of Shennong Holy Emperor, detoxify miasma, eliminate plague, and make the people healthy.

Killing and fighting the decisive Holy Emperor Xuanyuan, fighting against foreign races, killing evil ghosts, and making the race stand up.

How many sages and sage emperors are there in the human race? The past of countless sages is passed down from the mouths of the old people in the countryside. When their stories are interpreted on the cauldron, countless rush to plant crops in the fields, countless rush to chase wild animals in the mountains, countless cleavage ores in the mine caves, and countless burrow bricks and tiles in the caves... All living beings have already been eaten three times a day, and have already forgotten the stories of the old people who have passed down from childhood in the ordinary life of sunrise and sunset. They all smiled and shouted out the names of these sages.

It turns out that the human race is so amazing!

Among the prehistoric races, the human race is the weakest; even a mere insect can easily poison a mortal.

But the prehistoric tribes, those who once traverse the Three Realms, have long withered; those who once acted rampant have long been extinct; those who were once extremely vicious have long been defeated; those who were once unscrupulous have also been swept away from the garbage dump by time.

Only the human race is prosperous, only the human race stands proudly between heaven and earth. Gods cannot bully them, mountain ghosts cannot bully them, alien races cannot kill them, evil ghosts cannot invade them... Let the rain blow the wind, let the storm and the storm and obstacles be, the human race is like the most flexible old mountain vine in the mountains, climbing onto the heavy earth, living with great self-esteem and proudness.

Not as arrogant as the Dragon Clan, not as proud as the Phoenix Clan, not as dazzling as the Sun, Moon and Stars. The human race just relies on the thick earth of the sky and is very tough, strong, and lives in an unyielding way on the Pangu land.

"How might it be, my human race!"

Some villagers stood up, waved their arms, and roared to the sky inexplicably with tears in their faces.

"How might it be, my human ancestor!"

Many young men pulled out their weapons and tools and waved them hard towards the sky.

"Ah, ah..."

Countless young children didn't know what to say, they just felt hot all over, especially the hottest hearts in their hearts. An inexplicable impulse made them roar towards the sky and towards the big cauldron.

A low roar came from the cauldron, and the sun, moon and stars at the same time, countless divine light shone on the cauldron. The underground spiritual veins rolled violently, and the earth veins kept winding, entering the cauldron.

On the cauldron, there are sun, moon, stars, and mountains, rivers and mountains running like flying.

A magnificent and powerful force surged out of the cauldron and rolled towards all sides. The souls of countless killed eagle-headed and sphinx monsters screamed and were sucked into the cauldron.

The figure of a monster with an eagle-headed and sphinxed body on the cauldron was gradually becoming clear. He was flying rapidly on the surface of the cauldron in panic, but he was still unable to get rid of it.
Chapter completed!